Brutal Yungen lyrics - Kodak Black

 It's the, kid, finesse kid

Since the first I came and layup'd

Young nigga, Brutal yungen(young nigga)

Ugly corner (goin hard)


I don't care bout' nothing you talkin bout

Lil nigga talking cheap

Ain't talkin bout no guap then don't you talk to me

My money where my mouth, I let it talk for me

Why you callin' me, baby girl you botherin' me


Remember Instagram she wouldn't follow me

Now she doubtin, messin' me, she wanna swallow me

Somebody get this plat up off of me

Project baby tryna make it outta poverty


Lil' Cool just caught a case, he caught a robbery (Ooh)

I been dreamin bout that steak I'm tired of collard greens

Papa know I got my city on my back

I ain't never been a crab but all I do is snap (Oh, oh)

Call me sniper man I'm clutching on my strap

No, call me spiderman I'm posted in the trap


Pats and rats, racks and racks

I was driving splats, now them jags be back to back

90's baby, realest in my generation

I can't tie you down girl, I don't even tie my laces

Got her fucked up in the head, she fucked up bout' a Haitain

I will act a fool I'm in the coupe, I'm goin' crazy


Ain't catching feelings, boy that shit contagious

Get from me, you gon make me sit with all that hatin'

Make her suck me till' it shrivel up like raisin

Ay, lil kodak stickin to the basics


It's a shame, you niggas lame

Ya'll hatin' on the player, don't hate the game

They ain't lookin' at me, they lookin' at the chain

They sayin that I changed, but I ain't changed

I'm just getting change, man it's a shame

Man these niggas'll bust ya brain bout some petty change

I can't knock it cuz I do the same

And all my nigga's do the same (The same thing)

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